^  o  ^         We  give  here  a  few  of  the  many  letters  we 

I  have  received  from  those  to  whom  we  have  sent 

I  ce  J  our  Organs,  as  prizes,  for  clubs  of  subscribers  to 

'^  ul  The  Little  Corporal. 

o  S'i  Office  of  Sharp  &  Son, 

>ili  OQ  Dealers  in  Dry  Goods^  etc. 

^  g  Jamestown,  Greene  Co.,  O.,  June  17,  1867. 

^  j4.  L.  Sewell^  Esq. — Dear  Sir:    It  affords  me  much 

•S  c  g  (u   pleasure  to  acknowledge  the  receipt  of  our  Prize  Organ. 

S  o  5  We  are  very  much  pleased  with  it.  Our  church  is  45  by  60 
s^"^-©  feet,  with  high  ceiling,  yet  it  fills  the  church  to  the 
«2  a,  c  «  satisfaction  of  our  best  musicians ;  and  not  only  that, 
^5*'^^  but  it  is  filling  our  Sunday  School  with  those  who  like 
K^j^o  o   good  music.    We  are  very  thankful  for  the  favor;  for, 

a*  c     f   really,  it  seems  to  me  we  have  obtained  it  at  too  small  a 
Sx.TS  price. 

o  oa  2  Wishing  vou  entire  success  in  your  business,  I  am 
Oco^   yours  truly,  MORRIS  SHARP, 

wi^^  53  Su/>'t  of  M.  E.  S.  S. 

2     ».  o  ,  ■ 

Q    J  S3  Mount  Frie,  III.,  July  3,  1867. 

*M     ®  °  Sewell — Dear  Sir  :   My  P»ize  Organ  ar- 

S^.C'O   rived  some  two  weeks  ago,  in  good  order,  and  I  am  very 
well  pleased  indeed.    I  confess  that,  when  I  sent  for  it, 
rfl  <o  o  o  I  had  many  misgivings  about  its  meeting  my  expecta- 
flj  H  03      tions,  but  after  having  it  (as  I  think)  fairly  tested,  I  must 
5ay  that  I  think  it  is  all  that  you  have  claimed  for  it.  I 
am  not  a  practical  musician  myself,  but  Captain  Jessop, 
(Q  who  is  a  good  player,  pronounces  it  a  very  fine  instru- 
gS  ment.    Let  all  who  would  compete  for  the  Prize  Organ, 
2  c   be  assured  th?,t  it  is  no  hum  bug,  but,  as  you  say,     it  is 
really  worth  a  great  effort." 

4,  hjj  I  shall  write  to  you  shortly,  and- send  another  list  of 
:g  ^  subscribers.    Yours  truly,       JAMES  TRUSCOTT. 

•I  %  OFFICE  OF  KEMP,  COPPELL  &  CO.,  BANKERS. 
^  Havana,  111.,  May  21,  1867. 

£«        Alfred  L.  Sewell  Esq.— Dear  Sir:  The  ^' LITTLE 

5,  "^  CORPORAL  Prize  Organ"  has  arrived  in  good  order, 
.S  o  and  we  assure  you  that  it  is  far  superior  to  our  antici- 
^  »  pations,  both  in  finish^  and  quality  of  tone.    Our  best 

musicians  pronounce  it  equal  to  the  best  manufactured, 
•5  a  both  in  sweetness,  and  volume  of  tone,  elasticity  of 
.5  ^  touch,  and  general  adaptation  for  the  home  circle  or 
S,'-g   schools.  Yours  truly, 

^  %  I.  F.  COPPELL. 

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THE  BEST  HYMNS 

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3 


From  Phillips'  Singing  Pilgrim,  by  permission. 

I  WILL  SING  FOR  JESUS. 

I  will  sing  for  Jesus, 

With  his  blood  he  bought  me  5 
And  all  along  my  pilgrim  way 
His  loving  hand  has  brought  me. 
Chorus. — O  !  help  me  sing  for  Jesus, 
Help  me  tell  the  story 
Of  him  who  did  redeem  us, 
The  Lord  of  Life  and  glory. 

Can  there  overtake  me 

Any  dark  disaster, 
While  I  sing  for  Jesus, 

My  blessed,  blessed  Master  ? 
Chorus. — O  !  help  me  sing,  etc. 

I  will  sing  for  Jesus  ! 

His.  name  alone  prevailing, 
Shall  be  my  sweetest  music, 

When  heart  and  flesh  are  failing. 
Chorus. — O  !  help  me  sing,  etc. 

Still  ril  sing  for  Jesus  ! 

O  !  how  will  I  adore  him. 
Among  the  cloud  of  witnesses. 

Who  cast  their  crowns  before  him. 
Chorus. — O  !  help  me  sing,  etc. 


4 


From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

JESUS  PAID  IT  ALL. 

Nothing,  either  great  or  small. 

Remains  for  me  to  do  5 
Jesus  died,  and  paid  it  all, — 
Yes  all  the  debt  I  owe. 
Chorus. — Jesus  paid  it  all. 

All  the  debt  I  owe, 
Jesus  died  and  paid  it  all. 
Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe. 

When  He  from  his  iofty  throne. 
Stooped  down  to  do  and  die. 

Everything  was  fully  done  5 
"  'Tis  finished  ! "  was  His  cry. 
Chcrus.- — Jesus  paid  it  all,  etc. 

Weary,  working,  plodding  one, 
Oh,  wherefore  toil  you  so  ? 

Cease  your  doing — all  was  done  5 
Yes,  ages  long  ago. 
Chorus. — Jesus  paid  it  all,  etc. 

Till  to  Jesus'  work  you  cling, 

Alone  by  simple  faith, 
"  Doing''  is  a  deadly  thing, 
Your  "  doing  "  ends  in  death„ 
Chorus. — Jesus  paid  it  all,  etc. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

ONCE  MORE  OUR  YOUTHFUL 
THRONG. 

Once  more  our  youthful  throng 

In  sweetest  union  raise 
To  God  our  choral  song 
Of  gratitude  and  praise. 
Chorus. — When  shall  we  join  the  holy  angels, 
Tuning  their  harps  on  yonder  happy 
shore  ? 

When  in  the  smiling  fields  of  Eden, 
When  shall  we  meet  the  loved  ones 
gone  before  ? 

Hallelujah,  sweetly  singing, 
Thro'  eternal  ages  ringing. 

Hallelujah,  Hallelujah, 
Praises  to  the  Lamb. 

From  yonder  world  of  light 
Oar  Father  bends  His  ear, 

With  angels  robed  in  white, 
Our  grateful  song  to  hear. 
Chorus. — When  shall  we  join,  etc. 

His  eye  that  never  sleeps. 

With  ever-watchfui  care. 
His  faithful  children  keeps 

From  each  besetting  snare. 
Chorus. — When  shall  we  join,  etc. 


6 


From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

THE  HAPPY  SONG. 

We  are  now  in  youth's  bright  morning, 

Cheerily  we're  passing  on  5 
Joys  around  us  sweetly  dawning, 
Tell  us  joys  may  yet  be  won. 
Chorus. — We  are  young,  and  we  are  happy. 

We  are  happy,  happy  in  our  song, 
We  are  young  and  we  are  happy, 
Happy,  happy  in  our  song. 

If  the  charms  of  earth  are  fleeting. 
And  should  quickly  pass  away  5 
Still  the  Holy  Spirit's  greeting. 

Shall  not  with  those  charms  decay. 
Chorus.— -Wq  are  young,  etc. 

Wisdom's  cheering  voice  invites  us. 

To  the  feast  of  Jesus'  love. 
And  a  foretaste  here  delights  us. 
On  our  way  to  realms  above. 
Chorus. — We  are  young,  etc. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 
WE  ARE  COMING,  BLESSED  SAVIOUR. 

We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 

We  hear  thy  gentle  voice  5 
We  v^rould  be  thine  forever. 
And  in  thy  love  rejoice. 
Chorus. — We  are  coming,  we  are  coming. 

We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 
We  are  coming,  we  are  coming, 
We  hear  thy  gentle  voice. 

We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 

To  meet  that  happy  band. 
And  sing  with  them  forever. 
And  in  thy  presence  stand. 
Chorus. — We  are  coming,  etc. 

To  meet  that  happy  band. 

We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 
Our  Father's  house  we  see — 

A  glorious  mansion  ever 
For  children  young  as  we. 
Chorus. — We  are  coming,  etc. 

Our  Father's  house  we  see. 

We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 

That  happy  home  is  ours  5 
If  here  we  gain  thy  favor 

We'll  reach  those  fragrant  bowers. 
Chorus. — We  are  coming,  etc. 

That  happy  home  is  ours. 


8 


From  Phillips'  Singing  Pilgrim,  by  permasion.  • 

SINGING  FOR  JESUS. 

Singing  for  Jesus,  singing  for  Jesus, 

Trying  to  serve  him  wherever  I  go ; 
Pointing  the  lost  to  the  way  of  salvation — 

This  be  my  mission,  a  pilgrim  below. 
When  in  the  strains  of  my  country  I  mingle, 

When  to  exalt  her  my  voice  I  would  raise  , 
'Tis  for  his  glory  whose  arm  is  her  refuge. 

Him  would  I  honor,  his  name  would  I  praise. 
His  name  would  I  praise. 

Singing  for  Jesus  glad  hymns  of  devotion. 
Lifting  the  soul  on  her  pinions  of  love  j 

Dropping  a  word  or  a  thought  by  the  wayside, 
Telimg  of  rest  in  the  mansions  above. 

Music  may  soften  where  language  would  fail  us, 
Feelings  long  buried  'twill  often  restore. 

Tones  that  were  breathed  from  the  lips  of  de- 
parted, 

How  we  revere  them  when  they  are  no  more  ! 

Singing  for  Jesus,  my  blessed  Redeemer, 

God  of  the  pilgrims,  for  thee  I  will  sing  j 
When  o'er  the  billows  of  time  I  am  wafted. 

Still  with  thy  praise  shall  eternity  ring. 
Glory  to  God  for  the  prospect  before  me. 

Soon  shall  my  spirit  transported  ascend  ; 
Singing  for  Jesus,  O  blissful  employment. 

Loud  hallelujahs  that  never  will  end. 


9 


From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

"LOOKING  HOME." 

Ah  !  this  heart  is  void  and  chill. 
Mid  earth's  noisy  throngings  5 
For  my  Father's  mansion  still 
Earnestly  is  longing. 
Chorus. — Looking  home,  Looking  home, 
Towards  the  heav'nly  mansion 
Jesus  hath  prepared  for  me, 
In  his  Father's  kingdom. 

Soon  the  glorious  d^Lj  will  dawn, 

Heav'nly  pleasures  bringing  5 
Night  will  be  exchanged  for  morn, 
Sighs  give  place  to  singing. 
Chorus. — Looking  home.  Looking  home,  etc. 

Oh  !  to  be  at  home  again, 
All  for  which  we're  sighing, 

From  all  earthly  want  and  pain 
To  be  swiftly  flying. 
Chorus. — Looking  home.  Looking  home,  etc. 

With  this  load  of  sin  and  care. 
Then  no  longer  bending, 

But  with  waiting  angels  there 
On  my  soul  attending. 
Chorus.  ~Loo\Cmg  home,  Looking  home,  etc. 


10 


From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

SHALL  WE  GATHER  AT  THE 
RIVER. 

Shall  we  gather  at  the  river 

Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod } 
With  its  crystal  tide  forever 

Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God  ? 
Ckorus.—Yts,  we'll  gather  at  the  river, 

The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river, 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 

On  the  margin  of  the  river. 
Washing  up  its  silver  spray, 

We  will  walk  and  worship  ever, 
All  the  happy,  golden  day. 
Chorus, — Yes,  yjft'll  gather,  etc. 

On  the  bosom  of  the  river. 

Where  the  Saviour-king  we  own. 

We  shall  meet,  and  sorrow  never 
'Neath  the  glory  of  the  throne. 
Chorus. — Yes,  we'll  gather,  etc. 

Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river. 
Lay  we  every  burden  down  5 

Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver. 
And  provide  a  robe  and  crown. 
Chorus, — Yes,  we'll  gather,  etc. 


From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

"NEVER  BE  AFRAID;^ 


Never  be  afraid  to  speak  for  Jesus, 

Think  how  much  a  word  can  do ; 
Never  be  afraid  to  own  your  Saviour, 
He  who  loves  and  cares  for  ymi. 
Chorus. — Never  be  afraid.  Never  be  afraid. 
Never,  never,  never, 
Jesus  is  your  loving  Saviour, 
Therefore  never  be  afraid. 

Never  be  afraid  to  work  for  Jesus, 
In  his  vineyard  day  by  day  5 

Labor  with  a  kind  and  willing  spirit. 
He  will  all  your  toil  repay. 
Chorus. — Never  be  afraid,  etc. 

Never  be  afraid  to  bear  for  Jesus, 

Keen  reproaches  when  they  fall  5 
Patiently  endure  your  every  trial, 
Jesus  meekly  bore  them  all. 
Chorus. — Never  be  afraid,  etc. 

Never  be  afraid  to  live  for  Jesus, 

If  you  on  his  care  depend, 
Safely  shall  you  pass  through  every  trial. 

He  will  bring  you  to  the  end. 
Chorus. — Never  be  afraid,  etc. 


From  Phillips*  Singing  Pilgrim,  by  permission. 

STAND  UP  FOR  JESUS. 

Stand  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner. 

Ye  must  not  suffer  loss  5 
From  victVy  unto  victVy 

His  army  shall  he  lead, 
Till  ev'ry  foe  is  vanquislied, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

Stand  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

The  trumpet  call  obey;  . 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict. 

In  this  his  glorious  day. 

Ye  that  are  men  now  serve  him," 

Against  unnumbered  foes  j 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

Stand  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone  ; 
The  arm  of  fiesh  will  fail  you, 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own. 
Put  on  the  Gospel  armor. 

And,  watching  unto  prayer. 
Where  duty  calls  or  danger. 

Be  never  wanting  there. 


13 


From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission, 

OUR  HOME  WITH  JESUS. 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair  5 

We'll  be  gathered  home  5 
Nor  death,  nor  sighing  visit  there, 
We'll  be  gathered  home. 
Chorus. — We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes, 

We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes. 
We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes. 
And  we'll  be  gathered  home. 

Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine. 

We'll  be  gathered  home  5 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine, 

We'll  be  gathered  home. 
Chorus. — We'll  wait,  etc. 

My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high ; 

We'll  be  gathered  home  5 
Above  the  arched  and  starry  sky. 

We'll  be  gathered  home. 
Chorus. — We'll  wait,  etc. 

Let  others  seek  a  home  below. 

We'll  be  gathered  home  5 
Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'eithrow. 

We'll  be  gathered  home. 
Chorus. — We'll  wait,  etc. 

Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own. 

We'll  be  gathered  home  5 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

We'll  be  gathered  home. 
Chorus. — We'll  wait,  etc. 


14 


From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 
SOMETHING  TO  DO  IN  HEAVEN. 

There'll  be  something  in  heaven  for  children  to  do  j 

None  are  idle  in  that  blessed  land. 
There'll  be  loves  for  the  heart,  there'll  be  thoughts  for 
the  mind, 
And  employment  for  each  little  hand. 
Chorus. — There'll  be  something  to  do  ; 

There'll  be  something  to  do  5 
There'll  be  something  for  children  to  do, 

On  the  bright  shining  shore, 
Where  there's  joy  evermore. 

There'll  be  something  for  children  to  do. 

There'll  be  lessons  to  learn  of  the  wisdom  of  God, 
As  they  wander  the  green  meadows  o'er  5 

And  they'll  have  for  their  teachers  in  that  blest  abode. 
All  the  good  that  have  gone  there  before. 

Chorus. — The-re'll  be  something  to  do^  etc. 

There'll  be  errands  of  love  from  the  mansions  above, 

To  the  dear  ones  that  linger  below  ; 
And  it  may  be  our  Father  the  children  will  send 

To  be  angels  of  mercy  in  woe. 
Chorus. — There'll  be  something  to  do,  etc. 


15 


From  Phillips'  Singing  Pilgrim,  by  permission. 
HOME  OF  THE  SOUL. 

I  will  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful  land, 

The  far  away  home  of  the  soul, 
Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glittering  strand, 

While  the  years  of  eternity  roll, 

While  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

O,  that  home  of  the  soul  in  my  visions  and  dreams. 

Its  bright  jasper  walls  I  can  see. 
Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  the  vale  intervene?. 

Between  the  fair  city  and  me, 

Between  the  fair  city  and  me. 

There  the  great  trees  of  life  in  their  beauty  do  grow, 

And  the  river  of  life  flowetb  by. 
For  no  death  ever  enters  that  city  you  know, 

And  nothing  that  maketh  a  lie, 

And  nothing  that  maketh  a  lie. 


16 


From  Bradbury'^  Golden  Trio,  by  permissiofi. 

SWEET  REST  IN  HEAVEN. 

Come,  schoolmates,  do  not  weary. 

But  let  us  journey  on, 
The  moments  will  not  tarry, 
This  life  will  soon  be  gone. 
Chorus. — -There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven. 

There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven. 
There  is  sweet  rest,  there  is  sweet  r^est, 
There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven. 

We've  'listed  in  the  army, 

We've  'listed  for  the  war, 
We'll  fight  until  we  conquer. 

By  faith  and  humble  pray'r. 
Chorus. — There  is  sweet  rest,  etc. 

Our  Captain's  gone  before  us. 

He  kindly  bids  us  come  5 
In  yonder  world  of  glory. 

He's  made  for  us  a  home. 
Chorus. — There  is  sweet  rest,  etc. 

Our  Jesus  will  be  with  us. 

E'en  to  the  journey's  end  5 
In  every  sore  affliction 

A  "  present  help  "  to  lend. 
Chorus, — There  is  sweet  rest,  etc. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

THE  GOSPEL  SHIP  IS  SAILING. 

The  gospel  ship  is  sailing. 

Sailing,  sailing, 
The  gospel  ship  is  sailing, 
Bound  for  Canaan's  happy  shore  j 
All  who  would  ship  for  glory.  Glory,  glory, 
All  who  would  ship  for  glory. 
Come  and  welcome,  rich  and  poor. 
Chorus. — Glory,  hallelujah  ! 

All  on  board  are  sweetly  singing, 
Glovj,  hallelujah  ! 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  I 

She  has  landed  niany  thousands, 

Thousands,  thousands, 
She  has  landed  many  thousands, 
On  fair  Canaan's  happy  shore  j 

And  thousands  now  are  sailing.  Sailing,  sailing. 
And  thousands  now  are  sailii^g. 
Yet  there's  room  for  thousands  more. 

Chorus. — Glory,  hallelujah,  etc. 

Sails  filled  with  heavenly  breezes, 
Breezes,  breezes. 

Sails  filled  with  heavenly  breezes, 

Swiftly  glides  the  ship  along. 
Her  company  are  singing.  Singing,  singing, 

Her  company  are  singing. 

Glory,  glory  is  their  song. 
Chorus. — Glory,  halleiujah^^  etc. 


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From  Phillips'  Singing  Pilgrim,  by  permission. 
O,  CHRISTIAN  AWAKE. 

O,  Christian,  awake !  for  the  strife  is  at  hand  j 

With  helmet  and  shield,  and  a  sword  in  thy  hand, 

To  meet  the  bold  tempter,  go,  fearlessly  go  ! 

And  stand  like  the  brave  with  thy  face  to  the  foe. 

Chorus. — Stand  like  the  brave,  Stand  like  the  brave, 
Stand  like  the  brave  with  thy  face  to  the  foe 

Whatever  thy  danger,  take  heed  and  beware. 
And  turn  not  thy  back,  for  no  armor  is  there  j 

The  legions  of  darkness,  if  thou  wouldst  overthrow. 
Then  stand  like  the  brave  with  thy  face  *o  the  foe. 

Chorus. — Stand  like  the  brave,  etc. 

The  cause  of  thy  Master,  with  vigor  defend. 
Be  watchful,  be  zealous,  and  fight  to  the  end  j 

Wherever  he  leads  thee,  go,  valiantly  go. 

And  stand  like  the  brave  with  thy  face  to  the  foe. 

Chorus. — Stand  like  the  brave,  etc. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

OUR  BRIGHT  AND  MORNING  STAR. 

'  Jesus  is  our  morning  star. 

Brightly  beaming  from  afar ; 
He  is  sent  to  guide  our  way. 

From  the  darkness  to  the  day ; 
And  His  dying  love  alone. 
Can  for  all  our  sins  atone. 
Chorus. — The  bright  and  morning  star. 

The  bright  and  morning  star, 
Jesus  is  the  morning  star. 

The  bright  and  morning  star. 

Jesus  is  our  morning  star 

Tho'  in  sorrow's  night  we  are ; 

Though  the  clouds  around  our  way 
Give  no  token  of  the  day ; 

Still,  the  dawning  hour  draws  near ; 
Rise,  and  cast  aside  each  fear. 
Chorus. — The  bright,  etc. 

Jesus  is  our  morning  star 
When  our  prison  we  unbar. 

When  we  break  the  chains  of  sin, 
And  the  pure  light  rushes  in  5 

Trust  not  earth's  delusive  ray. 
He  alone  foretells  the  day. 
Chorus. — The  bright,  etc. 


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From  Bradbury's  Goiden  Trio,*_^by  permission. 

JESUS  IS  KING. 

He  who  once  to  earth  came  down, 
Toird  and  suffered  here  below, 
Sits  upon  His  heavenly  throne. 
Wears  the  crown  of  glory  now  5 
Chorus. — While  angels  join  to  sing, 

And  loud  the  sweet  words  ring — 
Jesus  is  King,  Jesus  is  King, 
Loud  the  sweet  words  ring. 

Many  little  ones  are  there. 

Gathered  in  that  shining  throng  5 
Listen !  thro'  the  Sabbath  air. 

You  may  hear  their  joyful  song. 
Chorus. — Come  let  us  join  to  sing. 

Loud  let  the  sweet  words  ring, 
Jesus  is  King. 

Yes,  our  loved  and  lost  are  there. 

They  have  reached  the  happy  land. 
Now  white  robes  and  crowns  they  wear. 
They  have  joined  the  angel  band. 
Chorus. — They  strike  each  golden  string. 
And  loud  the  sweet  words  ring, 
Jesus  is  King. 


From  Phillips*  Singing  Pilgrim,  by  permission. 

CLIMBING  UP  ZION^S  HILL. 


"  Fm  trying  to  climb  up  Zion's  Hill," 

For  the  Saviour  whispers  "  Love  me  ; " 
Though  all  beneath  is  dark  as  death, 
Yet  the  stars  are  bright  above  me. 
Then  upward  still,  to  Zion's  Hill, 
To  the  land  of  joy  and  beauty, 
My  path  before  shines  more  and  more, 
As  it  nears  the  golden  city.  / 
Chorus. — I'm  climbing  up  Ziou's  Hill, 

I'm  climbing  up  Zion's  Hill, 
Climbing,  climbing, 

Climbing  up  Zion's  Hill. 

I  know  I'm  but  a  little  child. 

My  strength  will  not  protect  me  ; 
But  then  I  am  the  Saviour's  lamb. 

And  he  will  not  neglect  me. 
Then  all  the  time  I'll  try  to  climb 

This  holy  hill  of  Zion, 
For  I  am  sure  the  way  is  pure. 

And  on  it  comes  "  no  lion." 

Then  come  with  me,  we'll  upward  go. 

And  climb  the  hill  together  5 
And  as  we  walk,  w^e'll  sweetly  talk. 

And  sing  as  we  go  thither. 
Then  mount  up  still  God's  holy  hill, 

Till  we  reach  the  pearly  portals, 
Where  raptured  tongues  proclaim  the  songs 

Of  the  shining  robed  immortals. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 

THERE'S  A  BEAUTIFUL  LAND 

There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high. 
To  its  glories  I  fain  would  fly, 
When  by  sorrows  pressM  down  I  long  for  my 
crown 

In  that  beautiful  land  on  high. 
Chorus. — In  that  beautiful  land  I'll  b& 

From  earth  and  its  cares  set  fred ; 
\  ^  My  Jesus  is  there. 

He's  gone  to  prepare 
A  place  in  that  land  for  me. 

There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high, 

I  shall  enter  it  by  and  by. 
There  with  friends,  hand  in  hand,  I  shall  walk, 
on  the  strand, 

In  that  beautiful  land  on  high. 
Chorus. — In  that  beautiful  land,  etc 

There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high. 
Then  why  should  I  fear  to  die. 

When  death  is  the  way  to  the  realms  of  day. 
In  that  beautiful  land  on  high. 

Chorus. — In  that  beautiful  land,  etc. 

There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high. 
Where  I  never  shall  weep  or  sigh ; 

For  my  Father  hath  said  no  tear  shall  be  shed 
In  that  beautiful  land  on  high. 

Chorus. — In  that  beautiful  land,  etc. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permisMMi. 

THE  ANGELS  THERE  WILL 
TEACH  US. 

To  the  heavenly  land}  to  the  heavenly  land. 

Where  the  saints  and  the  seraphs  stand } 
We  are  on  our  way ;  we  are  on  our  way, 

A  united  and  happy  band. 
Chorus. — For  the  angels  there  will  teach  us. 
How  to  sing  a  sweeter  song ! 
And  no  sorrow  Ul  ever  reach  us. 
In  that  happy,  happy  throng 
In  the  heav'nly  land,  in  the  heav'nly  land, 
Where  the  saints  and  the  seraphs  stand. 

Tho'  we  often  tire  5  tho'  we  often  tire. 
Where  the  pathway  is  steep  and  straight. 

We  will  still  press  on  ;  we  will  still  press  on. 
Till  we  pass  through  the  Golden  Gate. 

Chorus. — For  the  angels  there,  etc. 

But  we  need  not  fear  j  but  we  need  not  fear. 
For  weVe  Jesus  to  be  our  guide  ; 

And  with  him  so  near  5  aye  with  him  so  near 
Naught  of  evil  can  ever  betWe. 

Chorus. — For  the  angels  there,  etc. 


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From  Bradbur3'''s  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 
MARCHING  ON. 

Marching  on  !  marching  on  !  glad  as  birds  on  the  wing, 
Come  the  bright  ranks  of  soldiers  from  near  and 
from  far  5 

Happy  hearts,  full  of  song,  'neath  our  banners  we  bring, 

We  are  soldiers  of  Zion  prepared  for  the  war. 
Chorus. — Marching  on  !  marching  on  !  marching  on  ! 
Sound  the  battle-cry  !  Sound  the  battle-cry  ! 
Marching  on  !  marching  on  !  marching  on  ! 
marching  on  ! 
Shout  the  victory  !  the  victory !  the  victory  ! 

Pressing  on  !  pressing  on  !  to  the  din  of  the  fray, 
With  the  firm  tread  of  faith  to  the  battle  we  go  j 

'Mid  the  cheering  of  angels,  our  ranks  march  away, 
With  our  flags  pointing  ever  right  on  tow'rds  the  foe-. 

Chorus. — Marching  on,  etc. 

i'ighting  on  !  fighting  on  !  in  the  midst  of  the  strife. 
At  the  call  of  our  Captain,  we  draw  ev'ry  sword  j 

We  are  battling  for  God,  we  are  struggling  for  life. 
Let  us  strike  ev'ry  rebel  that  fights  'gainst  the  Lord. 

C^or«j.-— Marching  on,  etc. 


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From  Phillips'  Singing  Pilgrim,  by  permission. 

WE'LL  JOURNEY  TOGETHER. 

We'll  journey  together  to  Zion, 
That  beautiful  city  of  light  j 
Whose  sky  is  unclouded  forever, 

Nor  vailed  by  a  shadow  of  night. 
We'll  stay  not  to  drink  of  the  water, 

Nor  rest  in  the  valley  below  ; 
But  cheered  by  the  cross  and  its  banner, 
We'll  sing  and  be  glad  as  we  go. 
Chorus. — We'll  journey  together  to  Zion, 
The  beautiful,  beautiful  Zion  ; 
We'll  journey  together  to  Zion, 
The  beautiful  city  of  God. 

We'll  journey  together  to  Zion, 

Where  all  who  are  faithful  may  share 
A  place  in  the  mansion  of  glory 

Our  Savior  has  gone  to  prepare, 
His  flock  he  will  feed  like  a  Shepherd, 

And  guard  them  by  night  and  by  day  5 
We'll  talk  of  his  goodness  and  mercy. 

And  tell  of  his  love  by  the  way. 

We'll  journey  together  to  Zion, 

With  rapture  we  soon  shall  behold 
The  saints  who  have  reached  it  before  us. 

The  prophets  and  martyrs  of  old. 
We'll  learn  the  new  song  of  redemption. 

Which  only  the  ransomed  can  sing  5 
Ascribing  all  honor  and  glory 

To  Jesus  our  Saviour  and  King. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permission. 
SCATTER  SMILES. 

Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles,  as  you  pass  on  your  way, 

Thro'  this  world  of  toil  and  care  j 
Like  the  beams  of  the  morning  that  gently  play. 

They  will  leave  a  sunlight  there. 
Chqrus. — Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles. 

Scatter  smiles  as  you  pass  on  your  way, 
Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles. 
Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles. 

Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles,  'tis  but  little  they  cost  j 

But  your  heart  may  never  know 
What  a  joy  they  may  carry  to  weary  ones 

Who  are  pale  with  want  and  woe. 
Chorus. — Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles,  etc. 

Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles,  o'er  the  grave  of  the  past. 

Where  the  orphan's  treasure  lies  5 
In  the  tear-drop  that  glistens,  there  light  will  shine, 

As  the  rainbow  paints  the  skies. 
Chorus. — Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles,  etc. 

Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles,  o'er  the  young  who  have 
strayed. 

From  the  path  where  once  they  trod  5 
You  may  lead  to  the  fountain  of  truth  again. 

You  may  bring  them  home  to  God. 
Chorus, — Scatter  smiles,  bright  smiles,  etc. 


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From  Bradbury's  Golden  Trio,  by  permissioH. 

VIC'rORY  AT  LAST. 

For  many  years  weVe  waited 
To  hail  the  day  of  peace. 
When  our  land  should  be  united, 

And  war  and  strife  should  cease  5 
And  now  that  day  approaches — 

The  drums  are  beating  fast. 
And  all  the  boys  are  coming  home. 
There's  victory  at  last. 
Chorus. — There's  victory  at  last,  boys. 
Victory  at  last  5 
O'er  land  and  sea  our  flag  is  free  j 

We'll  nail  it  to  the  mast. 
Yes,  we'll  nail  it  to  the  mast,  boys, 

Nail  it  to  the  mast. 
For  there's  victory,  victory, 
Victory  at  last. 

The  heroes  who  have  gained  it 

And  lived  to  see  that  day. 
We  will  meet  with  flying  banners 

And  honors  on  the  wayj 
And  all  their  sad  privations 

Shall  to  the  winds  be  cast 
For  all  the  boys  are  coming  home. 

There  is  victory  at  last. 


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Walnut  Hills,  Cincinnati,  O.  May  20,  1867. 
A.  L.  Sewell^  Ed.  Little  Corporal. 

Dear  Sir :  The  Prize  Organ  arrived  in  due  time, 
and  I  think,  has  been  pretty  thoroughly  tested.  It  gives 
satisfaction.  I  am  not  a  judge  myself,  but  an  expert, 
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Yours  truly,  G.  W.  NYE. 

Principal  "Walnut  Hills  Union  School." 

Three  Oaks,  Michigan,  May  z8,  1867. 
Alfrea  L.  Sewell — Dear  Sir  :   The  Organ  which  you 
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pleased  with  it.    I  like  the  tone  and  finish.    I  think  it 
is  all  that  it  is  represented  to  be. 

Yours  respectfully,  LUCY  WILCOX. 

Mr.  W.  A.  Bemis,  Superintendent  of  Public  Schools  at 
Davenport,  Iowa,  has  written  us  two  letters  since  one  of 
his  schools  received  their  Prize  Organ  for  sending  us 
subscribers. 

In  the  first  letter,  he  says  : 
Our  organ  arrived  the  last  day  of  last  term,  so  we 
had  a  kind  of  festival,  or  jubilee,  or  concert,  or  thanks- 
giving, or  any  other  proper  name  you  please  to  call  it. 
It  is  a  very  fine  instrument,  and  we  are  very  much 
obliged  to  you.  It  will  keep  you  in  our  memory  for  a 
iong  time."  , 

In  the  second  letter,  he  says  : 
We  still  like  our  organ  very  much.  ^  It  is  pronounced 
by  our  instrument  dealers,  to  be  a  fine  instrument,  and 
cneap  at  $150.00.    .It  adds  much  to  the  enjoyment  of 
our  school." 

Mrs.  L.  B.  Telford,  the  wife  of  a  minister  in  Wash- 
ington, Pennsylvania,  who  was  formerly  a  missionary  in 
China,  writes  us  as  follows  : 

"  MR.  SEWELL— DEAR  SIR  :  Our  Prize  Organ 
arrived  on  the  4th.  We  are  entirely  satisfied  with  it. 
It  more  than  meets  our  anticipation.  One  of  our  best 
music  teachers  has  examined  it,  and  pronounces  it  a 
very  fine  instrument,  and  is  particularly  pleased  with  the 
evenness  of  tone. 

"  Please  accept  our  thanks  and  desire  for  your  success 
in  your  enterprise.' 

^  I  shall  continue  to  send  you  subscribers,  hoping  to 
get  enough  to  secure  another  premium." 


EVERY  SCHOOL 

MAY  HAVE  AS 

.  Organ  or  Melodeon 

Paying  part  money,  or 

(Without  any  money). 

As  a  Premium. 


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